The Revenge of the Mute Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Deborah felt a slight shiver, but she tried to push her anxiety away from her mind because no one would come to yell at her anymore. She approached the mirror in the living room, where she smiled at her reflection.‘Don't be afraid, Deborah. This is the first step to finding your own happiness,’ she told herself.For the first time in a long time, she finally managed to sleep early and didn't set her alarm because there was no one left to attend to. The next morning, she woke up early, feeling a bit startled to find herself in an unfamiliar room, but then relaxed as she remembered it wasn't a dream... she had truly left that apartment and Roger behind.‘Well, today is my first day in my new life,’ she thought, smiling as she got out of bed to take a shower. Upon stepping out, she noticed the few clothes she owned, which were seriously old and worn out. She decided that if she was going to change her life, she should start with her appearance and wardrobe.With that plan in mind, sh

Meanwhile, Roger was furious. He had a rough night and released his anger by destroying everything in his path. And, to worsen his mood, he noticed that his morning was very different from others because neither his clothes for the day nor his breakfast were as usual... realizing that maybe Deborah wasn't as useless as he thought—she was a good homemaker."Ugh... argh... why does everything have to be so complicated?" he complained, massaging his forehead after ending the call with Sophia. He truly wasn't in the mood, and hearing his beloved yell at him only made his headache worse."Um... Roger," Fabian called him nervously."What's wrong?" Roger asked."Well, I took care of that folder you gave me.""And?" he asked, raising an eyebrow."Unfortunately, it's legal, and we can't stop it or make it disappear because the lawyer she hired moved quickly, and it's already been filed.""WHAT?!" Roger exclaimed, standing up. "And how the hell did she hire such a good lawyer? I made sure

It was a good thing that Caroline knew how to cheer up Deborah. After calming her friend down, Caroline took Deborah to a stationery store—paradise on earth for Deborah, who didn't hesitate to buy several markers and pens of different colors, notebooks, some folders, and a few other office supplies with adorable designs."You never change; you almost bought the entire store," joked Caroline as they packed the shopping bags into the car.[You’re exaggerating.] Deborah was both amused and embarrassed by her friend’s comment."Ah... if only you were like this with your clothes and accessories, we wouldn't have taken so long to put your new wardrobe together."[Don’t say that. Here you are. I got you something.] Deborah handed Caroline a paper bag with some stationery items."Thanks," Caroline said, taking the bag. "But am I right or not?"[Um... maybe.] Deborah laughed, realizing she hadn't had this much fun or bought things for herself in a long time."Well, when you get back home

"Tch..." grumbled the black-haired woman, who got up abruptly to stretch and massage her neck. "My love, that ungrateful girl hasn't replied to my messages," she said, approaching her husband sitting in his armchair."I doubt she's seen them, Vanessa" the blond man said, amused."You know, Frederick, if you're going to take her side over our daughter's, you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight.""I'm not taking her side, my love," Frederick said, holding onto the woman by her waist to make her sit on his lap, "But it makes sense that she hasn’t responded to your texts because I seem to recall that someone intentionally spilled wine on her stepdaughter's old laptop.""Oh... right, heh, I forgot about my little prank," Vanessa said as she looked into his eyes."Oh well, I guess I'll just have to go to her and teach that stupid girl a lesson because she hasn't called us all this time, and that angers me," Frederick said, his blue eyes reflecting great hatred."Well, you can't blame h

Blissfully unaware of the family drama unraveling in the Anderson family, Deborah was immersed in her own world, fully engaged in a discussion with Charlotte as they planned for Deborah to teach a sign language and Morse code class for kids.They spent the entire morning planning the class and discussing details of the structure of the lessons and class schedules. Their conversation had to end at 11 as Charlotte needed to pick her son up."Alright, Deborah, I think we’ve got most of the details down," Charlotte said as she walked to the door.[Yes.] Deborah wrote her response, a communication they had agreed to for convenience."In that case, see you tomorrow at five to show you the place where you'll be teaching. I’ll spread the word among the neighbors about the upcoming classes today too.” Charlotte opened the door and continued to say, “Well, I'll leave now to pick Michael up then make lunch."[See you later.] Deborah said her goodbye through her notebook, watching Charlotte l